My Christmas Wish 

I’m getting older Santa

I look around at my decorations 

As I sit here resting

From my Christmas baking.

I smell the familiar Christmas scents

I smile as I remember back

To when my kids were young

What a joy they were for me.

Laughter rings in my ears

Pictures of cookies with lots of icing.

Memories I carry with 

Me year to year.

I’m getting older Santa 

And I want another year

To hear my children’s voices

To see my grandkids happy.

Oh, Santa; I know it’s not really about you

It’s about our baby Jesus’s birth

But I’d so much appreciate it,

If I could have a few more years on earth.

Written by my feelings, 

Terry Shepherd

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